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August 19, 2008
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I think I've watched too much porn.

I love the stuff, don't get me wrong. But seriously, there's got to be a saturation level that I've breeched. Was on vacation for a week and trying to catch up on the current vids with my free time.

HS Christ.

What has the internet become?

The regular stuff doesn't bother me. It's soothing.

It's the strange stuff that I can't stop being curious about.

"Just how horrible is it?" I'll wonder...then click on the link. And then what little piece of proper humanity I have left starts to scream.

Friggin nun-porn turned my soul to a crisp.

Image of a dude jizzing into his own butt is pounding behind my right eye.

Can't look at a clawfooted tub without having a flashback of that girl...then two of those girls...and...dammit, I'm going to vomit.

right...i'm back.

My brain feels all soggy and gross. And it keeps flashing back to terrible things. I'm getting better at hiding it. I just freeze a little instead of hollerin'. Like damned post-traumatic stress syndrome or something.

There's no such thing as too much porn is there?

I reckon there has to be too much of a certain type that a body could absorb.

Ngugh.

 

Ja Ne

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